Negotiation was an art of language.
Everyone had their own unique understanding of this art.
Taiga Shinichi, chief of the Kansai Alliance, firmly believed this. Moreover, he believed he possessed an innate talent: a vicious face capable of making children stop crying.
Whenever he negotiated with someone, all he had to do was point out their weaknesses and intimidate them with that fierce face of his. More often than not, the other side would yield, yield, and keep yielding...
Just like today.
"I hear the Kondo Group hasn't been having an easy time lately, Demon Vice-Chief." Taiga Shinichi stroked the scar on his face and smiled. In truth, he had gotten that scar from a childhood fall. But because he looked far too ferocious, rumors had spread that it had been carved into his face during a fight—and that the person who had cut him had then been torn apart alive by him...
Though it was only a rumor, it made Taiga Shinichi's reputation even more fearsome. He was a demon capable of tearing living people apart with his bare hands! Ordinary people would tremble nonstop just from looking at that face, never mind speaking with him.
Unfortunately.
The people facing him were Toshiro Hijikata and Isao Kondo.
"Phew..." Toshiro Hijikata lightly exhaled a puff of smoke, glanced at him, and said calmly, "Ah~! The men eat well, drink well, and have pretty decent wages and benefits. I'm not sure whether that counts as having a hard time."
"W-wages? B-benefits?" Taiga Shinichi was slightly thrown off as soon as the words left his mouth. What the hell were wages? Were they running a company?
"That's right. Each member has a minimum monthly salary of 350,000 yen, along with pension insurance and the like..."
Taiga Shinichi:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ
How was he supposed to